Mr. Qin said: "When you asked me for help, I asked someone to find out what problems he encountered in the admission process, and then I discovered that his grandfather Zhang Tugen was actually Zhang Qingfeng."

Qin Luzhu said: "You have had no contact for so many years?"

Mr. Qin shook his head. Maybe it was destined by God. Otherwise, why would he meet Zhang Qingfeng's grandson in this way? However, Zhang Chi's appearance made him feel an unprecedented crisis. After so many years, there are still people here.

Making a fuss about Zhang Qingfeng's issue almost affected Zhang Chi's enrollment, which proved that someone had already discovered Zhang Qingfeng's whereabouts.

The car accident that made Zhang Chi an orphan three years ago has been found to be no accident. Mr. Qin has sent people to conduct an in-depth investigation. During the investigation, it was also discovered that Zhang Chi's uncle Zhang Guofu was not Zhang Qingfeng's biological son.

Qin Luzhu said: "I feel that Zhang Chi is obviously wary of me."

Mr. Qin said: "So many things have happened, how could he not be vigilant? This kid is smart, and I suspect that the "Dao Alchemy Sutra" that was lost back then was taken away by Zhang Qingfeng and passed to him."

Qin Luzhu said in surprise: "If this is true, doesn't it mean that my mother can be saved?"

Mr. Qin's face turned cold instantly: "The only one who can save her is herself!"

Zhang Chi returned to his basement and began to prepare the materials for testing the Blood and Qi Hunyuan Pill. He must practice the Blood and Qi Hunyuan Pill as soon as possible to raise his physique to a whole new level. He said it was to cope with the school's autumn sports meeting.

In the long run, the Blood Qi Hunyuan Pill will be of great benefit to his body. After the periodic assessment, the academy will conduct more rigorous training for them. It will not work without a good physical foundation.

Zhang Chi organized the materials and thought about going to the bank tomorrow to take out the alchemy furnace he had temporarily stored in the safe.

At this time, I heard Uncle Qin's voice coming from outside: "Zhang Chi, call!"

Zhang Chi responded, put away his things, and came to the communication room. The caller was Mi Xiaobai. Zhang Chi was a little confused. It wasn't like she didn't have her own mobile phone number. The signal in the basement was much better now, so why didn't she call directly?

cell phone?

Mi Xiaobai told him the reason on the phone. His mobile phone had been shut down due to arrears.

Zhang Chi was too focused on selecting materials just now, so he ignored the reminder of the overdue payment information.

Mi Xiaobai called to tell him that Zhen Xiubo and Li Jingjing had chosen to withdraw from the competition again.

Zhang Chi is a little depressed. The girl's mouth is such a liar. Didn't you already agree? Why did you suddenly choose to withdraw from the competition? Isn't this a joke? Others will definitely make a fuss about his organizational skills and think that he is the squad leader.

Not charming enough.

Mi Xiaobai said: "It's not that they intend to withdraw from the competition. They are sick. Everyone in their dormitory has a fever. It is probably a viral infection. The doctor advised them not to participate in strenuous activities in the near future."

Zhang Chi said: "Are you still participating?"

After receiving a positive reply from Mi Xiaobai, Zhang Cai breathed a sigh of relief. It was considered a group activity for a man and a woman to participate in it. He still had a fig leaf left in terms of organizational skills. Mi Xiaobai still supported him at the critical moment.

Mi Xiaobai said: "I heard that you applied for seven projects, and your classmates said you were crazy."

Zhang Chi thought she was a compliment: "Young people are in vain if you are not crazy!"

Mi Xiaobai said: "You think so highly of the student union president of a college? You are really obsessed with officials."

Zhang Chi said: "I'm not doing it for myself, I'm doing it for the collective honor of our second class."

"Come on, don't flatter yourself. By the way, does taking us to do our hair still count?"

Immortal Zhang readily agreed: "If it counts, it will definitely count!"

Mi Xiaobai said: "Then the three of us will go there together at one o'clock tomorrow afternoon and meet at Mani's door."

"What?" Zhang Daxian was startled. These girls are too realistic. Three of them withdrew from the competition before the sports meeting started. They actually have to have their hair done tomorrow. What about their faces? They don't contribute any effort and still enjoy my resources and benefits.

Didn't they say they were sick just now? Zhang Chi raised his own question.

Mi Xiaobai said plausibly: "Doing hair is not a strenuous exercise."

Immortal Zhang did not refute, but he had reservations about it.

After hanging up the phone, the phone rang. Zhang Chi saw that it was Lin Daiyu's call. He was a little confused, why could Lin Daiyu get through when Mi Xiaobai's call was suspended due to arrears?

After asking, I found out that Lin Daiyu's phone call was also in arrears and the phone was shut down. However, she immediately helped to recharge five hundred yuan. Zhang Chi took advantage of it and behaved well: "Can you please stop doing this? I also need to have self-respect. If you do this, it will make me feel good."

It feels like eating soft rice.”

Lin Daiyu said: "Hey, I don't see that you still have self-respect. By the way, didn't you say you have a Mani-shaped card? Take me to get a haircut tomorrow afternoon." Zhang Chi said this many times in front of her.

Zhang Daxian was dumbfounded, what's going on? He also rushed to get his hair done. He had just agreed to three female classmates. Is Lin Daiyu a clairvoyant or a tacit understanding, so he hurried over to join in the fun. Four people were enough for a table of mahjong.

Zhang Chi said: "Okay!" All the female classmates have brought them, so there is no reason not to bring their girlfriends.

After putting down the phone, Uncle Qin, the concierge, looked at him: "Soft rice is delicious. I like to eat soft food. I'm getting older and my teeth are not good."

Zhang Chi was happy: "It seems that Uncle Qin has rich experience in eating soft rice."

Uncle Qin actually sighed, showing his gaping mouth, and said thoughtfully: "It happened a long time ago."

Zhang Chi was about to say goodbye and leave. Don't disturb the old man's nostalgia. Unexpectedly, Uncle Qin took the initiative to invite: "Don't leave, come and have a drink with me." He opened the drawer and took out two plastic bags, a bag of peanuts and a bag of peanuts.

The bun is pork head meat.

I found two more disposable plastic cups and opened a bottle of Niulanshan Erguotou.

Zhang Chi felt that the hospitality was hard to refuse, and besides, Uncle Qin, the concierge, was an expert. Ever since they rescued Uncle Qin that day, both of them pretended that this had never happened, but what had happened was a fact after all, and Zhang Chi could no longer

You can't treat Uncle Qin like an ordinary old man in the reception room. He feels that this old man is inscrutable and must be a master like a Shaolin sweeping monk. On the surface, he is still laughing and joking, but in his heart, he is more in awe of him.

Zhang Chi held the wine glass and said, "Uncle Qin, I respect you."

Uncle Qin drank very happily. He picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp, then picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth.

Zhang Chi took a sip and was about to put it down. Uncle Qin pointed at him and said, "After drinking, young people are really unhappy."

Zhang Chi didn't like drinking in a hurry, so he drank the glass of wine reluctantly, grabbed the bottle and poured it for Uncle Qin first, and while filling up the wine himself, he explained: "Uncle, I will drink this glass slowly."

Uncle Qin said: "I don't say thank you for your kindness, it's all in the wine." He picked up the wine glass and drank it in another gulp.

Zhang Daxian felt a little nervous. If he had known he was drinking like this, he should have taken a hangover pill. Uncle Qin was toasting him with this glass of wine to thank him for saving his life that day. He had to drink the toast, so Zhang Chi ate it quickly.

With two pieces of pork head, I raised my wine glass with both hands and drank it. The wine was not as good as the Maotai from Qin's hometown. They were both named Qin, but the difference in living standards was huge.

Uncle Qin drank two glasses of wine in a row. His nose was a little red, but his eyes lit up. He smiled and said, "You can drink as much as you want now."

Only then did Zhang Chi feel relieved. He dared to believe that Uncle Qin was not going to compete with him for wine. After giving Uncle Qin a full bottle of wine, the bottom of the bottle was gone.

Uncle Qin had no shortage of cows here, and there were two bundles under the bed. He opened another bottle. Zhang Chi snatched the bottle over and filled a glass for himself.

Uncle Qin said: "Didn't I scare you that day?"

Zhang Chi knew that there was no need to lie in front of an expert hermit like Uncle Qin, so he told the truth: "It's freezing to me."

Uncle Qin said: "I'll show off."

"Malaria!" Zhang Daxian pretended to be suddenly enlightened. You always play tricks on me, so I can only cooperate and show off? You are a ghost, how do you explain the Fierce Fire Fusion Yang Pill?

Uncle Qin asked back: "Do you believe it?" The two sharp eyes were like two sharp bayonets.

Zhang Chi took a sip of wine and said, "Uncle, I won't tell anyone about you." Why do you feel so murderous?

Uncle Qin chuckled and said, "You are a smart boy, of course I believe you." He picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Zhang Chi, and drank half of the glass this time.

Zhang Chi took a sip. It was hard to say whether the old man was evil or not. Anyway, he could neither see through his business intelligence nor detect his martial arts value. Judging from the fact that he possessed the Fierce Fire Fusion Yang Pill, he was probably an elixir.

Dao master, if this is really the case, he may not be aware of the secret refining of elixirs in the basement. Thinking of this, Zhang Chi suddenly felt a little uneasy. There are as many masters as dogs. Masters are everywhere, and the world is not easy to mix with.

Uncle Qin said: "You have some abilities. You can actually accumulate the true fire of Samadhi in your body."

Zhang Chi became more and more frightened when he revealed the secret. Even Mr. Qin didn't see through the secret. Unexpectedly, the concierge Uncle Qin discovered it. After thinking about it silently, it should be that the cold air from his body invaded when he was rescuing him that night.

It stimulated the natural reaction of the true fire of samadhi in the body, otherwise I would have been frozen at the time and would not have been able to escape. Even if I escaped afterwards, I would have been seriously ill.

Uncle Qin saw his anxiety and smiled and said: "You don't have to be afraid, I am not a person who repays kindness with hatred. If you help me keep secrets, I will naturally keep secrets for you. I didn't expect that you are a Taoist at such a young age."

Zhang Chi shook his head and said, "Actually, I don't know what's going on."

Uncle Qin looked at him with suspicion. If he hadn't practiced, how could a person hide the true fire of Samadhi in his body? This boy was clearly lying to himself. He slowly put down his wine glass and said displeased: "I'll tell you the truth.

, why do you have to lie to me."

Zhang Chi said: "I have practiced some boxing and kicking, but I have never had the experience of cultivating Taoism." Mortals have limited knowledge after all. In their opinion, the only way to become an immortal is to cultivate Taoism, but they don't know that some people are born to be immortals, such as me in the past.

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Uncle Qin couldn't tell from his expression that he was lying, so he whispered: "If you can trust me, I can help you diagnose your pulse."

Zhang Chi stretched out his left hand and placed his wrist on the table. Uncle Qin stretched out the index finger of his right hand and gently placed it on his pulse gate. At first, his expression was normal, but after a while, the expression on his face became shocked.

Zhang Chi felt a warmth like a gentle spring breeze being sent into his body along his veins. He realized that Uncle Qin was sending out his inner breath to explore his meridians. He thought to himself, my immortal veins were cut off before I came to earth, and there will be no more.

Can you tell the possibility of cultivation from my veins? Let’s take a look at your ability.

Uncle Qin moved his fingers away, his expression became very strange: "You... you can't possibly practice at all."

Zhang Chi nodded and said, "I just said it, but you still don't believe me."

Uncle Qin asked in confusion: "Then why can you enter the academy? Isn't that Han Luoying bitch blind?"

Zhang Chi was startled. Han Luoying was Dean Han's name. Uncle Qin called her by her first name. He must have known her for a long time and seemed to be very familiar with her.

Uncle Qin shook his head and said: "No, you clearly have the True Fire of Samadhi in your body. You don't know how to practice, kid. Your current body will be eaten by the True Fire sooner or later, and your death is not far away."

Zhang Chi knew that what he said was true, but Uncle Qin only knew one thing but not the other. He didn't know that he already had fire-absorbing lotus seeds. Once the three true fires in his body were accumulated, he could use the fire-absorbing lotus seeds to absorb the real fire.

Derived, so there is no danger of real fire backlash, and he does not directly use his body to store real fire.

The fire source stone was shattered by the bullet and integrated into his body. Although he could not be sure, he still believed that the fire source stone changed his physique after being integrated into the body. Otherwise, the past body alone would not be able to store the true fire of Samadhi.
To be continued...